Spaces between Us

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A:N
Remember Jordan is played by Dave Franco. Well that's who I see him as, you can imagine him however you'd like.
Ignore the girl on the left, she's not a character in the book.
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Nevaeh's POV

The morning sun literally awakens me in my slumber, cursing a few words here and there I get out of bed and decide its best to get cleaned up before I go grab Jazz.

Once I'm all dressed in some jeans and a regular T-shirt with my Timbs I add some makeup and grab an apple to munch on before I get Jazz.

As I'm about to exit, Jazz pushed the door open and wrapped her arms around me making me stumble back a little and stifle a small chuckle.

"It's nice to see you too Jazzelle" I giggle

She looks up with her piecing blue eyes, "I missed you so much I was so worried"

I pull away from the hug and kiss her forehead "I'm fine sweety, how about you go brush your teeth and we can go to Denny's?" I asked

Her smile was so bold and infinite that I had to hold the urge to pull her for a hug again, "Can Jordan come too?"

I chuckled "Of course, I'll go get him while you get cleaned up"

She skips off to her bedroom making me wonder to myself....she's like my very own daughter. I just so happened to get lucky and skip the stinky diapers and boy drama. I'm still not so sure about the boy drama though.

I knock on Jordan's door and he opens the door with his Pijama shorts hanging low on his hips making me practically drool over him. Then I'm stupidly reminded that this best friends of mine is gay...Unfortunately. And I'm taken by the only one that has given me everything and been there for me.

"I know I'm hot but You're not my type" He scoffs while he sticks his toothbrush into his mouth

I giggle and mess with his bed hair "Well someone grumpy, how about I treat you to Denny's" I wiggled my eyebrows

He held his finger up and puffed his cheeks up, probably from over flowing with toothpaste.

He runs to the sink and spits and rinses "I'm so down! Let me go change real quick" he winks and runs off like a total white girl.

I shake my head at the earlier thoughts o him in my mind. I'm so needy right now, but of course Harry decides to leave.

He didn't choose to, he had to.. My mind reminded me.

I rolled my eyes at the fact that my brain was exactly right about it all. I couldn't blame him.

Jordan pokes my cheek which brings me back to reality and out of my stupid thoughts. I give him a smile and grab his hand pulling him to my apartment. Jazz was slipping her Toms on just as I enter. I grabbed my car keys and wallet.

"Let's go get going" I said

When I exited the apartment building Jordan was still hoing onto my hand and paps were outside. So technically it looked wrong. I didn't really care though because Harry knew Jordan was gay. If it comes out as tomorrow's new headline ten I'll just tweet saying that Jordan was gay.

Jazz took my other hand as we made it into my car without being mobbed too much.

I carefully reved up andade my way to Denny's while singing along to One Direction. Oh the Irony.

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"And I quote 'Skype me, bring Jordan too he has explaining to do' I'm pretty sure he wants you to be in the conversation" I pointed out frustrated by his stubbornness of not wanting to 'interrupt' Harry and I.